Ee, by gum

Such a strange feeling - I have been read! So all of a sudden, I am real. Well, in the cyber sense, anyway. Let there be no doubt, I do know what reality is, and that I am - flaky I may be, but I have always managed to keep at least one toe on the shores of the here-and-now. But thank you, my dear commenters, your good wishes are appreciated, and any insults will be taken under advisement and dealt with according to my mood at the time ........

I have been out and about all over the place socialising this week, to the great detriment of any work I might have wanted to do. I did finish the sweetie bag, and I really pleased with it, it turned out just as I had wanted. Other than that, I have been beavering away (sorry, couldn't resist) at les projets, ie the now-lap rug (nearly done) and the cotton and silk. I will try to finish off both over the weekend.

My Timbertops Leicester is ordered. It is to be oak, double treadle and with ratios of 6, 8, 12 and 14. One or two persons have indicated that I will need higher ratios than that - well, maybe, but I am not certain. I still, after lo these many years, have a tendency to overtwist rather than under. We shall see - I can always get more whorls if I need to. This little beauty should appear in the summer some time, and after all these years of spinning and with several other perfectly adequate wheels to go at I shouldn't be excited, but I am. I tried the Leicester, with a right hand side flyer, at SOAR, and it is quite delightful. Shiver.

Any intentions of slaving over lots of lovely prose no have to go out the window as the DSM has arrived home and we need to go pick my car up from the garage. Damn. (Ill explain that at a later date.)

gw